This is the average level of service I get from Vodafone throughout my flat.
If I want to make sure I receive all my text messages I need to leave the phone on a window sill, if I want to make a call I need to hang out of a first floor open window.
Or do I?
You see the other night I shut my phone in my bedside drawer so it wouldn’t disturb me.
When I opened the drawer, this is what I saw….
It would appear that trying not to be disturbed by my phone is *exactly* what I need to do to ensure I am contactable.
Whether it’s your inability to start a new book, because you are still living in the world of the book you have just finished, or if it is simply that as you close the cover on the last page, you realise the rest of the world has just carried on while you’ve suffered a battery of emotions, book hangovers, can be a pain.
You see book hangovers don’t always spoil your enjoyment of reading, they can spoil your enjoyment of writing, or experiencing real life, because you cannot shake the feelings they have caused. Sometimes those feelings can be inspirational and drive you forward, sometimes they will be dark and hang around for days making you contemplate all you know.
I find book hangovers more annoying than real hangovers, because they invariable last an awful lot longer, but unlike those mornings after the night before where you swear you’ll never drink again, I know I’ll always read another book, because the heroes and heroines are my heroin, my drug, my addiction, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.
